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Heather

A youngish 40-year-old who's married to the man of my dreams (cliches be damned!) Suffering daily from fibromyalgia, the bane of my existence. Full-time servant to a tiny tyrant named Audrey, and I couldn't be happier about it.

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Friday, September 9, 2011

Ever since Audrey was born, I've wanted to give her a bath by myself. When she was tiny, I helped with a bath at the kitchen sink. But bending over a bathtub? Uh....no. My back will simply not allow it.

And it's always been so awful that I can't even bathe my own child. Talk about feeling useless. David has been doing it, just like he does everything else.

But last weekend, I had the idea of putting Audrey in the shower with me. I figured she could play with her toys at the far end of the tub and I could bathe her without breaking my back. And it worked!

I'm so pumped about this. It's such a small thing, but such an important thing that most other mothers take for granted.